The Worst / A Journal of Sorts / 12.16.17

For a moment I selfishly convince myself that I am the worst of this world

So at least I have someone to blame

So I can play victim to my own humanity

I am so afraid of what tomorrow brings

To dirty my hands in stern-ness

Even if rightfully so.

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